21.10.2004, 19:22
so ich hab mich mal versucht an einer AU Fanfiction auf Englisch. Was, wenn Rory nie geboren worden wäre (ja, klingt lahm, aber seht selbst )
enjoy :hi:
What if?
Lorelai Gilmore grimaced in disgust as she took one sip out of her styrofoam coffee cup and made a mental note to yell at her secretary for nor telling her how disturbingly fast the quality of Starbuckâs Coffee has declined. She frowned at the cup as she was getting off the elevator and almost bumped into a guy carrying a tray of steaming coffee cups and was looking around frantically, apparently lost. Stopping in her tracks to avoid bumping into him she turned her anger from her coffee to the man in front of her
âWhoa, geez, when you went to work today you obviously left your brains at home! Watch it buddy, this is a D&G suit and itâs brand new, so mind where youâre going, will ya?â she hissed at him, threw the Starbuckâs cup into a near trash can and grabbed a cup from his tray âWhat the hell are you doing here anyway?â she enquired, narrowing her eyes at the guy. âWe- well my â¦. um â¦.â âMind getting to the point here, I donât have all day!â Lorelai rolled her eyes at his density.
He cleared his throat âMy delivery guy has called in sick and because youâre my best paying customer I decided to deliver it myselfâ âWell then deliver, people are working here, weâre not paying you to stand around like an idiotâ she snapped âWhatâs your name anyway?â His eyes widened at the injustice of her words âNameâs Lukeâ âOkay Duke, I gotta get to workâ and without another word, she breezed through the door, gesticulating wildly at the people she passed as she went down the aisle to her office.
âLinda, get these projections to my office right away, I needed them yesterday already but you were too stupid to remember right? Ben, why didnât you pick up the storyboards at the printer? I have an important meeting today, did you forget that? And Michelle, get me Mr. Booker on the phone, you know, that idiot from the Nikeâs department that seemed to have âlostâ our suggestionsâ she stormed past, barking orders to people, picking up on her horrendous working speed.
She entered her office not even noticing the beautiful view of New York that the penthouse office provided, plopped down on her expensive Italian chair and pushed a button on the intercom. âJanice, come in here please, right now!â She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, feeling the familiar migraine coming on. âGeez, did you hop here on one foot? What took you so long?â she roared at her secretary, who timidly stepped into the office
âSorry Miss Gilmore, but I was on the phone with my daughter, sheâs-â âI donât care about your stupid daughter, I have a huge business to run here, not some family restaurant! So, could you get me a phone number please? I need to call out affiliates in Paris, theyâre having troubles with the insurance company. Oh and I also need a bunch of Tylenols and a glass of water. Why are you still standing here??â waving her secretary off, she opened up the file on her desk and started signing the papers.
so, also was denkt ihr? Good? Bad? Inbetween?
enjoy :hi:
What if?
Lorelai Gilmore grimaced in disgust as she took one sip out of her styrofoam coffee cup and made a mental note to yell at her secretary for nor telling her how disturbingly fast the quality of Starbuckâs Coffee has declined. She frowned at the cup as she was getting off the elevator and almost bumped into a guy carrying a tray of steaming coffee cups and was looking around frantically, apparently lost. Stopping in her tracks to avoid bumping into him she turned her anger from her coffee to the man in front of her
âWhoa, geez, when you went to work today you obviously left your brains at home! Watch it buddy, this is a D&G suit and itâs brand new, so mind where youâre going, will ya?â she hissed at him, threw the Starbuckâs cup into a near trash can and grabbed a cup from his tray âWhat the hell are you doing here anyway?â she enquired, narrowing her eyes at the guy. âWe- well my â¦. um â¦.â âMind getting to the point here, I donât have all day!â Lorelai rolled her eyes at his density.
He cleared his throat âMy delivery guy has called in sick and because youâre my best paying customer I decided to deliver it myselfâ âWell then deliver, people are working here, weâre not paying you to stand around like an idiotâ she snapped âWhatâs your name anyway?â His eyes widened at the injustice of her words âNameâs Lukeâ âOkay Duke, I gotta get to workâ and without another word, she breezed through the door, gesticulating wildly at the people she passed as she went down the aisle to her office.
âLinda, get these projections to my office right away, I needed them yesterday already but you were too stupid to remember right? Ben, why didnât you pick up the storyboards at the printer? I have an important meeting today, did you forget that? And Michelle, get me Mr. Booker on the phone, you know, that idiot from the Nikeâs department that seemed to have âlostâ our suggestionsâ she stormed past, barking orders to people, picking up on her horrendous working speed.
She entered her office not even noticing the beautiful view of New York that the penthouse office provided, plopped down on her expensive Italian chair and pushed a button on the intercom. âJanice, come in here please, right now!â She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, feeling the familiar migraine coming on. âGeez, did you hop here on one foot? What took you so long?â she roared at her secretary, who timidly stepped into the office
âSorry Miss Gilmore, but I was on the phone with my daughter, sheâs-â âI donât care about your stupid daughter, I have a huge business to run here, not some family restaurant! So, could you get me a phone number please? I need to call out affiliates in Paris, theyâre having troubles with the insurance company. Oh and I also need a bunch of Tylenols and a glass of water. Why are you still standing here??â waving her secretary off, she opened up the file on her desk and started signing the papers.
so, also was denkt ihr? Good? Bad? Inbetween?
ich hab die schnauze voll, ich geh schaukeln...